The house is full but i feel so alone
This place no longer feels my home
Feeling like a stranger in my own life
Every Nasty comment cuts like a knife
Feeling so used for having a good heart
But I'm no soft touch,I know I have to start
Standing up tall and spreading my wings
No more pretending and making a mess of things
I know theres excitement and fun close by
Its hard to move on but there's reason to try
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